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stress levels peak body is weak i kneel to floor guts cramp, mind grows sore puke from the pain im the only one to blame no way to let it out no one knows what im talking about so out of reach the concept grasps like a leach feeling so low theres only one way to go it comes up so quick play it off like im sick i dont want to do it but my body throws a fit how do i stop before my bodies doomed its like a gushing wound it just keeps going sometimes it will happen without my knowing i tried to tell, reach for a hand every attempted ive been damned my body cant take it i cant continue to fake it i need a solution too many times its been my new years resolution i want out do you know what im talking about? stress levels peak body is weak i need to find the answer that i cant seek |
This was great... I've been there and now the scene and the emotions... and this poem mastered it bluntly but perfectly... once again it rocks| Posted on 2009-06-13 00:00:00 | by LisaGullion | [ Reply to This ] | wtf I thought that was over what are talking about bfffl...I'm right here by your side ...I'm right here listening ....I'm sorry for not paying attention, I miss you so much....I'm sorry | | Posted on 2009-06-11 00:00:00 | by captureyourself | [ Reply to This ] | | | Posted on 2009-06-11 00:00:00 | by captureyourself | [ Reply to This ] | |